Civil War

I used to lay down
In the tall grass
Face turned to the sky
Arms open wide
Welcoming
Breeze
Sun rays
Laughter of the woods.

In the distance,
Shells and bombs
Made different noises
Sang a war hymn
Clashed
Whistled
Destroyed.

The hand that built
The foot that trampled
The eye that cared
The mouth that cursed.
Faces
Of the same flip coin.

Abel and Cain
Hand in hand
Knife in back
Abel and Cain
Life and death
Always present
In the world
In my flesh

Yet the songs
Never cease
The joys
Ever floating
Love
Simply
Exists

Civil war
With its old stories
Of annihilation
Civil war
With its silver linings
Of hope

My land
My body
Images
Of the same creation.